"You will take this letter back and hand it to the princess or Fu King, and then don't come back for the time being." Song Beiyun handed a letter to Qiaoyun and reminded him: "Let's make sure of a day. If you bring your troops back on the Chinese Valentine's Day, I will close the net."

Qiaoyun carefully put the letter in her arms, and then gently hugged Song Beiyun's waist: "Be careful after all, I'm still a little worried."

"It's okay, I'm a person who cherishes my life very much, and with their ability, no one can stop me if I want to run away." Song Beiyun kissed Qiaoyun's forehead: "I'm thinking about telling me good news next time you come back."

"What good news?" Qiaoyun asked curiously: "Lead the troops?"

Song Beiyun smiled, covered her hand on her lower abdomen, and whispered: "Good news here."

"Well..." Qiaoyun nodded shyly: "I think you, a dead guy, should have it even if you don't know the day or night."

"But in the end, I, Sister Qiaoyun."

"Ignore you." Qiaoyun patted him: "I'll go and prepare."

"Well, you should be careful on the way."

That morning, Song Beiyun and Qiaoyun had an unprecedented dispute. Qiaoyun beat Song Beiyun, then said a harsh word and ran out of the door, rented a car and went back to her parents' home, which was quite heroic and cool.

Song Beiyun, who was abused by domestic violence, seemed depressed when he was in the afternoon when he was working, which attracted the attention of Yang County Magistrate.

These days, the sounds in the county have been higher and higher, and all the clues have pointed to the Zhou family, and the Zhou family's countermeasures have also begun.

"Sir, there are no couples in the world who don't quarrel, but now is not the time to say that this family is a matter of affair." Yang County Magistrate whispered: "The matter of Huang County Magistrate is probably uncontrollable."

Song Beiyun was also very upset. He raised his head and said to Yang County Magistrate: "Brother Yang, my brother has told you everything. Just tell me to me. You are involved at this time."

County Magistrate Yang shook his head and said, "I did not participate in this matter, but the Zhou family will not let me go now, but I don't know what to do."

Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Brother Yang, otherwise, you can go with me to see Brother Zhou later today. I will mediate with you. Everyone is good brother in the past, so why bother with such a fuss..."

Looking at Song Beiyun with a sincere face, County Magistrate Yang sighed silently. After all, he was a young man, just a little cute. If such a thing goes wrong, he will never go back to the past. Although he is not yet in the state of immortality, he will come sooner or later this day.

Now the people of Qimen County are so excited. If Song Beiyun does not take any actions, he may have a problem. County Magistrate Yang explained to him without reservation in this regard. After all, he is an old official, and he is very clear about this matter.

In the afternoon, Song Beiyun found Zhou Jing and while helping Yang County Chief plead for mercy, he asked Zhou Jing what to do if the people in the county are so loud.

"Brother, the person surnamed Yang is a silent dog. I asked him to bite this mouthful." Zhou Jing beat the wall hard: "But don't panic, please check it! Just check it. The person surnamed Yang really said that it has nothing to do with him at this time? OK, it's a good idea to burn bridges across the river."

Their conversation was sent back to Yang County Magistrate Yang's ears in a very short time. He was practicing calligraphy and sighed: "Brother Beiyun is young. Why didn't he listen to advice? He is really pleading for me?"

"Sir, that's true. But Zhou Jing was not grateful. He also said that he was a good at destroying bridges across the river and asked Lord Song to continue to investigate the cause of the death of the county magistrate."

County Magistrate Yang put down his pen, rubbed his temples, and then slowly looked at Fang Liang and sighed: "Zhou Jing, Zhou Jing, since you are like this, don't blame me for being careless."

Soon, County Magistrate Yang compiled a letter to the person who reported the news. The letter was to the third-rank porcelain supervisor of Fuliang, which was already the largest official in a radius of 300 miles. At the same time, he was also the biggest backer of County Magistrate Yang. Although he was not as good as the person behind Zhou Jing, the county magistrate was not as good as the current officer. People were close to their powers and had interactions, so it was no different from his request for help.

Within the same day, two letters were sent out one by one, and the forces from all sides began to move. But people were all demons showing off, and only Beiyun was sleeping.

He was waiting for all parties to mobilize people to come and do big things as if he was not taking it. He didn't care at all about the public grievances in the county. He was the most comfortable and relaxed among all forces.

Biluo, who was sent to serve because Qiaoyun left, stood behind Song Beiyun and gently massaged him. Song Beiyun held a watermelon in his hand, icing it with a spoon and ate it with a spoon. Under his feet was a stream of mosquito-repellent smoke, sitting in the yard to enjoy the peace of the night.

"Biruna."

"Sir, please speak."

"You must keep this ten thousand yuan, and when you go back to your hometown in the future, don't let your unintentional and unruly parents see it." Song Beiyun smiled and reminded: "But I think you are so smart, you must know what to do."

"Yes, thank you sir."

Since Biluo was sold to Zhou Jing by her parents at the age of twelve, she has not had a good life. Now that Zhou Jing is about to be finished, she has also received a generous reward for betraying Zhou Jing. When she returns home, she can open a store to be the boss and find an honest scholar to marry. She will break the blame with this past, but she thinks she has a chance.

As for Song Beiyun, of course he looked down on Biluo. After all, he didn't look at the girls around him. Even Sister Qiaoyun was a carefully selected dowry maid from the Wanghou family. How could this be bad? Not to mention the person like Chicken King, Zuo Rou. If the Chicken King was not a time traveler, she would definitely be the kind of beauty that would harm the country and the people, and Zuo Rou was also the most beautiful and beautiful existence in the world. The difference between Chicken King and Zuo Rou may be that the Chicken King is a little more charming, and Zuo Rou said... good brothers, loyalty!

"Sir, I don't understand some things. Why are the county magistrate Yang and that dog guy so anxious, but the sir so leisurely?"

"Do you know what 10,000 guan is for you?"

"I don't know."

"It's the one who bought your life." Song Beiyun laughed: "I promise you won't betray me, because others won't give you so much money. I don't need you to guarantee your loyalty. I just hope you know how much your life is worth."

Although some of the answers were irrelevant, Biluo was not a fool. She pondered for a moment and responded quietly, which was a affirmation of Song Beiyun.

"As for why you ask me why I'm not nervous, why am I anxious? What's wrong with me?"

Biluo has been following Zhou Jing for several years and thinks he has seen a lot of these things, but now it seems that among all the people he has met in his life, the boy in front of him is the most insidious.

However, he knew that he was insidious, and that was because he only knew after he gave him ten thousand yuan and bought his own life. If he didn't say it, no one might know what kind of ghost thing was under the mask of the useless county magistrate.

Indeed, as he said, what did this do? He did nothing, but this person who did nothing was about to bring the two forces in Qimen County to the guillotine.

When Biluo was revealed by this person who looked like a candle, she actually noticed it. Later, she was quite glad that she did not continue to work as Zhou Jing's instructions, otherwise no one would have saved her if she was thrown into the well that day.

I think... I'm afraid after a while.

"Sir, it's getting late, are you going to rest?"

"You know I'm not a good person, right?" Song Beiyun asked with a smile: "Then what you ask me to mean by asking me to do something to you?"

Biluo was stunned, and then he was no longer shy in a flash, and just chuckled: "If the adults want to, Biluo is not a clean woman, so why not?"

"Forget it." Song Beiyun pinched her waist: "If there is one, and you will run away again, my baby will be taken away by you. It is not cost-effective."

Biluo was laughing loudly because of his words, but Song Beiyun didn't say anything, just stretched out: "Put it out, you can rest too."

"Sir, let Biluo serve you to bathe. I have learned some massage methods at the Siamese dancer."

"Hey, this is OK." Song Beiyun stood up: "I have been a little tired these days, so it's good to massage and relax."

While Song Beiyun was enjoying special services, Zhou Jing and Yang County Chief were not sleepy at all. They tossed and turned in their rooms. None of them expected that things would turn like this, but they chose to blame each other and cursed each other's ancestors for the eighteen generations.

But what can we do now? Just start a war.

As for the little devil Song Beiyun, they didn't care about it. After all, what he showed was really the most common slut in the market. Although he became a county magistrate by chance and a good face, he really had no special effect.

Perhaps because it was useless, both sides were very relieved of him. In addition, the young man was loyal, so they once again put some of the bets on him.

Not to mention anything else, at least if you don’t investigate the cause of Huang County Magistrate’s death, Zhou Jing was very satisfied and County Magistrate Yang was very satisfied. He was willing to blame the stigma of the sky, so he could naturally leave more things to him.

"Official, why don't you rest?" Zhou Jing's wife brought the tremella soup to his desk: "Why are you still worried about the surname Yang?"

"Well, a batch of goods will be transited in a few days. If it is seized by that guy, I can't explain it. I'm upset." Zhou Jing sighed and said, "What a bastard! I wish I could kill it quickly."

"Then kill it."
Chapter completed!